The goo around her aqaintence scared her. The plan wasn't to kill anyone just to hurt them enough to escape. Now the body lay under the cot, covered in a blanket that had just been laid in only a moment ago. They had to piece something else together, and the result was harder than originally needed. Hiding a body, and developing a new way to make this escape happen. It was a challenge harder than seeing herself escape goo, knowing her feelings were reflected within the copy in front of her. She hated that goo.. but she didn't hate the persona behind it. She felt comfortable with Akali, she was iron fisted, and could lead easier, but the strength of her counterpart was unattainable to her.
Akali's hands formed around her, placing her into restraint before she spoke. The fit was tight enough to hold, but not enough to hurt.
"Are you sure?" her voice hushed as she looked at Akali's still forming figure. The transfigured woman looked almost fully different than her four armed identity she met the previous night. Her face was still hers, but the goo she expelled had started to cover her eyes and mouth, dripping down to the ground below them. They had revised last minute, a deviation made from the plan that didn't include murdering a guard. They mutually knew that if it wasn't a success, it could mean more harm in the long run, especially to Alkali. That's when the covered face had reappeared, this time covered in a dark face-shield, coupled with a deeply grim voice.
"I'm sure… Hit me." She whispered.
Rina braced her arms as she smashed a foot into the thickly protected chest of the new veil around Akali's soul. A deep huphh came from her chest as she planted another foot to the side of the girls leg. Her heart was pounding, the heat of a thousand sounds swarming in her veins as she pushed the no-so-hurt guard to the ground, his hand grasping out for her leg, a loose grab causing her to turn. She showed a face of regret toward the guard. She shook the loose grip from her leg. heel-kicking back into the face she regretfully hit again.
With a waiver and a empty hand Akali started to yell
"HEY-! GET- HER!!" Rina heard the voice from behind her, it wasn't grim anymore, it was rustic, a scratchy, painful sound. It was convincing, For all she knew that was a guard, friend or not.
She said to hit, so hit she did. Harder than what she would rather do to a person considered an aquaitence for now. She had little trust to give, but to excute this, she needed to dive head first into this friendship.
She continued to run, faster than her brain was thinking. her boots clomping on the floor as she stuttered over her own feet, striding past the mistake only to trip over herself again. The rusty outline of the the hallway's welded pieces flew by her vison faster. Her swift movement lessened and lessleaving her a heavy feeling in her chest as she felt a sting, before planting face first into the floor as a sting plunged deeper into her back. Unable to move. Only her irises were able to meander around the floor in front of her. inches away from the door considered as close to escape as ever, at least for the moment.
Their plan had worked. The false scheme of her being caught had been achieved. She could only hope Akali could keep up the intricate facade. She decided that it may not have been enough to just run, and fall. The tripping was real, but the level of pain she felt stab into her lumbar area was unexpected, she expected to not feel it, like the drug she was given on the way in. It was unpleasant, then the sensation of numbness combined with a secondary stabbing pain caused her to cry out in agony.
she screeched out like a injured dog. she tried to fight the fiery paralysis that she endured by the barb she was shot with, but the pain she felt was higher than normal.
A lethal pain.
She needed to play it up although the pain was enough, and the fight was good but if she decided to stay still, it wouldn't be enough; more importantly she needed to push herself to the brink of her breaking point to really drive the potential escape into their favor.
She tried to roll, crunch, and even attempted to push herself up. She tried everything in her power to make it seem like this was her last chance to leave. She fought with no outwardly forecasted escape route. She couldn't be embarrassed even if all foggy eyes from the cages around her were falling upon her limp body. Even if it meant giving up consciousness.
Rina cried burning tears from her eyes, not because she was embarrassed or felt like this was the end, but because the pain of the weapon shot into her started to feel as if she was being seered by a cattle prod, but instead of a few seconds, it was a few minutes; It was becoming too much. She cried out with incoherency, her blabbering of random sounds along with gutteral wails was enough to keep the eyes staring harder, adding more salt to the wound that had been opened when she fell on that cold, steel floor.
The embarrassment started to get to her, to know all of these eyes pierced her body in such a vulnerable state made her heart tighten, it wasn't a pain-stricken tightness.. it was anxious. A foreboding tightness that made her eyesight go blurry, and her movement slow.
She couldn't push anymore, she could feel her body starting to give up. She's there, she's right on the edge of it.
Her limbs started to go numb from the pain as she felt a pair of hands touch her back. A RRIIIPPP escaped her back, the yelp from her throat; bloodcurdling. It tipped her over the point of no return.
Her body broken, and shut down. Her vision came to a close. No longer was she being shone down upon by uncomfortably bright lights, but was shrouded in a comforting darkness.
she knew it wasn't her time, and why would it be?.. they didn't know her "roomie" was amongst them.
This dark pit acted as her break. She felt its presence wrap her in warmth as she laid barren from the stress of that cell.
Please do well. She thought, wishing her colleague luck at blending in for as long as possible. Before letting her body rest.